I stopped counting the freckles on your skin
Marked your face like little pearl islands
The curled strand of hair on your face doesnt make me want to tuck it behind your ear anymore
Your bare neck doesn't make me want to give you little pecks,
Maybe sometimes I do
But I'd rather lay my lips on someone who doesn't make me feel like I got raging fire inside me
It feels good sometimes but it kills me slowly
Those hands of yours; I get the urge to hold them tight but no no I wouldnt wanna let you go
I could still get lost in those eyes if I'd dare myself to stare at them hazel, oh how beautiful they are
Maybe if I could cup your face once more, I'd be satisfied but no I couldnt do it to myself
I couldnt let my soul get lost in you
Not again
I just found myself, wandering
I found myself and I'll be okay without you
(I've been searching for myself since I met you)
Fauza.F